Day 21 Smoke Free: Neither Highs Nor Lows Or Even Fears Will Make Me Smoke
By Saintless. Filed in Not Smoking, Personal, Uncategorized |
See, Jeff Bell, right?
I think I’m going to miss blogging about not smoking. It was kind of nice to vent here about all the little things that may or may not have been related to not smoking, like stresses and such. I’ve reached 3 full weeks without a cigarette. Wowsers! I’m pretty happy about that. I’m only a little surprised that this week didn’t make me break down and have one. As my roommate, Jill, said though – it would probably taste even nastier than I remember!
As I said last time – I was facing two big fears. The second one seems like cake after this week. The first one has been extremely trying, and sometimes I was ecstatic from thinking the worst was over and I’d accomplished what I needed to, but mostly it was stress and lots of driving and trying the next thing on the list to fix the problem. This whole week has been a blur, and I’m not really sure which way is up. I keep forgetting that I worked a whole day on Monday – it seems like my week started with Tuesday’s events. I have had a lot of support from friends, though. I can’t even begin to express my appreciation for my surrogate family here in Utah. Last night, Eric brought over Zombieland to get my mind off of things. I think those laughs were the first ones all week that didn’t verge on hysterical laughter (not counting Monday, of course – that was a lifetime ago, and certain wasn’t THIS week). Loved the movie! (Still not letting my children watch it, though!) (Also, Woody Harrelson really reminded me of JM Bell, especially at the beginning of Zombieland, in the truck) (Also – I’ve got more parenthesis than The Daily Blarg)
I’m looking forward to that 30 day mark – a whole month without a cigarette has been my target, and it’s going to be a great day! I doubt I’ll blog about not smoking again before then. It seems kind of pointless, because at this point, not even stress seems to be making me want to cave. I kind of think that each individual emotion on the scale of emotions had to be faced without a cigarette, and I suppose that maybe there are some to left to be experienced without a cigarette. But, this week’s highs and lows and fears seemed to have run the gamut, so I’m probably safe. I do kind of feel the need to shout from the rooftops what an amazing thing Chantix is, but I think I’ve already said so a few times here, so that would get repetitive.
Today’s reason that I’m happy to be a nonsmoker: I probably got a lot more respect from the people I had to deal with this week than I would have if I smelled like stale smoke.
Tags: Chantix